When Di Jun heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was refreshed and ordered: "Send the order to withdraw the troops and return to the Heavenly Court, and report the number of casualties along the way. Also, send the order to the Heavenly Court to prepare the Zhoutian Star Dou Array and meet the various divisions of the demon clan."

Bai Ze couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Emperor of Heaven, do you think that martial arts dare to attack the Heavenly Court? It's our territory, and I believe he won't know the power of the Zhoutian Star Dou Array. Even the twelve ancestor witches can't do anything. What can he do with his own?"

Di Jun snorted coldly and said, "This Taoist martial arts is not rational. He always makes things unexpected and is free from his own methods. Moreover, he is prone to impulsiveness. Even if he is unable to do anything, he might go back and make trouble. Maybe he has some means to escape, or maybe we can leave him in the Heavenly Court. Humph, what about the saint of heaven? After all, it was just decided by the Taoist ancestor. As long as he has not become a saint, there is a possibility of his death. As long as we kill the witch sword, the witch clan is not worth worrying about, then I can definitely become a saint, or a top existence among the saints. Who are you afraid of?"

Bai Ze couldn't help but nodded with a little hesitation, but he still conveyed the message.

The army of demon clan retreated like water, rushing towards the heavenly court, but it was not afraid of death and dared not fight. After all, although the three of them killed many demon clans, the battlefield covered was only a small area after all. It was a bit insignificant for the army of demon clans that almost covered the entire world. Even many demon clans still do not know that someone was killing the demon clan. The reason why the demon clans were so bustling is that, firstly, the demon clan was strict at this time, and they were unconditionally executed for Di Jun's orders. Another thing is that many demon clans have not yet entered the heavenly court, which is the holy land in the hearts of the demon clans. Now they can go there, so I am extremely excited.

When Zhuang Xiong and the other two saw that the demon clan had retreated, they were not willing to miss this opportunity, so they covered up and killed them. Even Zhuang Zhou, who was guarding Shouyang Mountain, also left the platform. As they chased them, various magic tricks flew along the way, leaving behind countless corpses of the demon clan. However, Cang Xiong and Zhuang Xiong prefer to kill with force. The scene of blood splattering everywhere was really exciting and the warlike people were excited.

Looking down from a high altitude, the army of demons slowly retreated from Buzhou Mountain to the Heavenly Court, but there were three ways to retreat, paved with demons' corpses. There was no way to count how many of the dense corpses were. Only one road saw various magic flying out of thin air, one road with sword light flashing, and another road with long sword swept across, countless corpses fell down one after another, countless blood flowed out, gathering into a river.

At this time, the underworld was busy running at a speed, and the River Styx was even more powerful. After all, he was the only one in the underworld. He had a little selfish desire and hoped to retain more good seeds for Zhuang Xiong's human race. After all, Zhuang Xiong had helped him a lot, and he wanted to repay his kindness. In the end, the River Styx had to use the strictest words to teach the Shura a lesson and let them come to help. The Shura was rare to see the Styx so serious and serious, and was really shocked. He did things in an orderly manner.

Houtu was watching countless bullheads and horse faces in Pingxin Palace, and the souls of countless demons rolled into and out, like a river, and Meng Po had to turn a big pot into a size of miles and call countless little ghosts to help fill the soul with Mengpo soup. The bullheads and horse faces were even more busy. So many souls rushed into the underworld, but they all needed to fill the Mengpo soup one by one. They could only stop at the door first, sort out the order and then put it into the underworld.

In this case, Heibai Wuchang naturally stayed in the underworld to help, and no longer had to go to the prehistoric world to find lonely ghosts. Instead, he helped to maintain order with the bull head and horse face, and sent the people who had drunk Mengpo soup to a judge of the King of Hell for trial. Then he sent them to various hells for punishment.

But there were too many demons, and in the end everyone had to think of a simplified way to deal with it. For example, Meng Po started to use magic power, and the cow head and horse face divided the souls that arrived at the underworld into teams. Meng Po waved his hand and saw countless Meng Po soups, which were definitely a bowl for each person, and they did not fail. He was monitored by Hei and Bai Wuchang and finished drinking. Each group of hundreds of souls, including Hei and Bai Wuchang, were brought to the Hall of Yama and handed over to Yan Luo and the judge for trial.

Meng Po has accelerated the speed, and King Yama and the judge cannot let ghosts accumulate in the Hall of Yama, right? So he had to speed up the trial. First of all, the cause of death can be skipped. After all, these demon races have been confirmed and were basically killed by Zhuang Xiong and the other two. There are a few that are not, but they are just killed by the human race. The number is too small and almost negligible. Moreover, there are traces to those who are killed by the human race. After all, the human race has weak strength and must beat the demon race to a lot of holes.

However, Zhuang Xiong and the other two were different. They were basically killed in one blow, and even if Zhuang Zhou killed him, the wounds were neat, and even if the human race had a thousand hatred, it was difficult to cause such wounds. Therefore, this kind of demon race that died in the human race could be seen at a glance. As for the human race, it was very good. They were all left in the underworld by the Styx and placed together in the same place. When Zhuang Xiong came over and saw what to do.

The human race also knew that the relationship between the Styx and their guardian Heavenly Lord was extraordinary, so Yidu cooperated well, and some of the highly respected human races took the initiative to help Styx to pick up the newly arrived human race. However, many souls of the human race actually came to the underworld with the demon race, but the human race had limited abilities and wanted to give Styx face. So he just watched angrily and did not go up to help, but would the Shura clan who was ordered by Styx to be so polite?

It is obvious that he does not give his own ancestor face. Moreover, the ancestor only ordered to take care of the human race, but he has never taken care of the demon race. Therefore, whenever he sees a human being pulled into the underworld, he usually goes up and punches the demon race first, and then throws it into the underworld. Naturally, the human race's old man goes to lead and return to the human race's temporary residence in the underworld.

At this time, the underworld also learned to simplify the processing in hell. There were too many demons coming. Hell simply turned the entire interface into purgatory. When the ghosts came, they would just push it straight forward without anyone operating it. Anyway, the punishment would be started when entering. But even if some ghosts could be squeezed and stuffed in, the underworld would inevitably fill up layer by layer. The people in the underworld could not help but sweat in secret. Although they might not have seen the real person, they all kept this person named Daowu firmly in their hearts.

Pingxin Palace seemed to be the general control center of the entire underworld and the underworld. Houtu, who was in charge of Pingxin Palace, quietly watching all this happen, as if there was no joy or sorrow. Xuanming actually appeared in Pingxin Palace, standing quietly not far behind Houtu. Seeing the situation in the underworld, I didn’t know what I thought of, but after a long time, he said: “Sister Houtu, do you think we will do it together this time?”

Hou Tu's expression remained unmoved and said calmly: "So what if you do it, so what if you don't do it? In fact, the result is the same, so why bother Hongjun Daozu? Since he said that he would not do it within a thousand years, so give him this face. So what if he waited for a few years?"

Xuan Ming suddenly laughed, and the smile on his cold face also felt like spring was coming back to the earth, especially the playful and charming look in his eyes. Xuan Ming laughed: "Since it is the same if it is done or not, what's the difference between doing it early and doing it late? If the silly bear continues to fight like this, the brothers will definitely find it boring in the end. It's better to do it together now and uproot the demon clan, at least to get a reputation for victory before leaving."

Houtu said: "I am no longer a member of the witch clan. If you want to do it, just do it. Why do you have to come and ask me for my opinion?"

Xuan Ming said: "Even if it is not at this time, one day it will still be. One day it is the Witch Clan, and it is destined to be the Witch Clan's signature for the rest of your life. Sister Houtu, since you have this wisdom, we still need your guidance."

Hou Tu couldn't help but smile and said, "Actually, what you said this time is right. If you have done it or don't do it, the result will be the same. Our witch clan is a warlike race. Since it is the last battle before leaving, what's wrong with being willful? I think Daozu can understand it. Besides, it can be said that the demon clan came to the land of our witch clan to cause trouble, so we resisted. Anyway, even if it is a punishment, it is only a time for countless disasters. If there is no such punishment, it will still be a journey of this."

Xuan Ming smiled and said, "I understand if Sister Houtu says this. I will tell my brothers now that they gather all the troops of my witch clan and attack the demon clan. I don't know if Daowu can open the turtle shell formation of the demon clan. If there is no such formation, we can progress faster and be more relieved."

Hou Tu thought for a moment and smiled and said, "I think it's okay for Daowu to open the Zhoutian Star Dou array. Even if he can't open it, it's still okay to go in. Since he was born, he has a nearly invincible trump card. A few days ago, he got another spiritual treasure with endless magical uses. It was told by Dao Zu that no matter which one is, he is destined to be invincible."

Xuan Ming couldn't help but say in surprise: "Hey, why has he not been circulated in the prehistoric world for so many years? It would be fine to have the spiritual treasure later. Since the trump card that he had since his birth should have been revealed, and someone should remember it?"

Houtu smiled and said, "The biggest trump card is often in the most inconspicuous place. Even if someone has seen it, he will always be surprised and will not remember it, because everyone always thinks that if his cultivation is high, the gap will no longer exist. However, some things will change with the cultivation of high cultivation, and the trump card of Daowu is his body."
Chapter completed!